Rich The Kid - Goin' Down lyrics

[Hook: Quavo] Meet me in the trap, I'm having pounds n***as having straps, don't come around n***as having all white, yeah, that step-down Just hit me when you need me, I'll pull up on you right now (x2) [Verse 1: Rich The Kid] b**h ride like six pack, break her like Kit-Kat Ho f** around, get kidnapped Drown the bricks in the water, take a bird bath All white diamonds like RiFF RAFF Trap! Flippin' and breaking the packs, I got the catch in the back Migo Jerz got the gas, no petrol, made a million dollars on the metro Giving them hell, DJ Durel, watch the dope on the scale Sippin' the lean, moving like snails, but I'm still wrappin' the bales belts Clientele, clientele, b**h I've been running from twelve Shipping the pounds in the mail, Migo Gang label cartel [Hook] [Verse 2: Offset] Meet me in the bando, flippin' bricks like it's a sandal Got a chopper, and it's camo, monkey nuts, a lot of ammo I got more blow than a candle, get pulled up in Bugatti not no kiss Migo Gang, we so ignorant, take your dope, take your flats and sh** Rolex my wrist blow a kiss, I might take your b**h for a hit Look at my b**h, she British, Australian gator my fit And when the pack in the town, we baggin' them up in them grounds I've got O's, no nouns Married to the money, took a vow [Hook x2]